Babbletron - Space Tech Banana Clip lyrics
[Babbletron - Space Tech Banana Clip lyrics]
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In the spacecraft
To the commander's office: :
Set your microphones to stun
Nanu nanu, check one two
Yo, rushin' through the stars
Like a comrade Cosmonaut
Got planets roped on lassos
In US they called me Astro
Rokay Rorge, shipped forged from Cogwell Cogs
Which one of you let the toilets
Filled with the Captain's log?
Bad voodoo, beware the black monolith
In deep space, no one can smell shit
Dark side of the moon, hummin' at MF Doom
And vodka makes energon cubes
Yo, fuck bounty, we hungry, I'm moody
Kidnap Rosie for her duty
And keep Judy for her cartoonish booty
For rhyme's sake, Bonzai Buckaroo
Ahoy nerd, crabs grab Zoidberg
To the Buck Rog mechanized bird
I'm takin' a rocket trip to say "word!"
We're on our way to earth
The sandwich meat's nice and lean
All they got in space
Is freeze-dried ice cream
Launching space monkeys
NASA's tryin' to play us
Keep sendin' 'em up here
We'll send back Dr zaius
Damn you's, damn you's
Damn you's all to hell!
Hyperspace booze cruise, planetary Dave Atell
Drunk off No-Doz and Tang hip
Hop's Krodos and Kang
Bad swerve through worm hole came
To co do our thang
Reception airlock open
Just got back from the final frontier
Space Shuttle? drinkin' light beer
Back in light year
Earth's shitty, Xanadu ditty
Rollin' with homegirl, groped the three titty
Yo my bad
Thought you were smugglin' moon rocks
A man named Bundy got fuel in his socks
Your brain hurts in a post-Klatuu earth
I say take me to your reefer
Then take me to your leader
Yo, they dug it and then asked
Me if I knew Sputnik
I said kick it up to warp speed
Or you're gonna get your butt kicked
Don't make me off-the dome like Highlander
Ain't no danger, Will Robinson
Where's the commander?
They got nervous and started lookin'
For an escape hatch
You think all we aliens do is body snatch?
We're not Unicron tryin' to
Transform the planet, people
"We Are the World" was writ by Captain EO
He took us to a Dago bar
That was slime filled like Dagobah
I said under my breath, in jest
"Yo where's yoda?"
They hit us for some yogurt
And some bubbly carbonated soda
Ironically, played Space Invaders
In the corner
Pete, don't cry over spilled milk
We'll get drunk later
And talk to that rotten Killer
Tomato in that junk-freighter
Miss, let me get the cat like ALF, a mouthful
Earth Girls are Easy but
Tonight's it quite doubtful
Come on, ain't no felines fit in a thong
Bi-week grind, Ba-weep-gra na-weep-ninny-bong
She looked back at me in
An uninvolved dumb way
I said, Miss, you don't know my friend
Gordon Shumway? He's from Melmac, try to
Attack your potbelly, yo
I said, Chill that's Kuato, open your mind
Burrito and taco she said, Pete, HAL-2000
These humans' gonna get you
I said, Pee on my face
And my Schwartz be with you
May the Schwartz be with you
Kicking that moon-dirt inkling like Gattaca
You're on the Soul Train Battlestar Galactica
Don Pardo, tell 'em what they've won
A date with John Lithgow and
A brand new ray gun!
Believe it or not they threatened
Us with puss Ripley Clones
I always say "I come in peace"
Right after the CD's through
Out the Divider jumped Rowdy Rowdy Piper
Shouting out "They Live
" didn't expect the Galactic sniper
Yo Doom, let 'em rip!
Buck 'em down! Space Tech Banana Clip
Hit 'em with a displaced case
Full of space cakes
Watch as space case face hallucinate
Close Encounter take a Tribble as a decoy
Surface pool, Astro b-boy
Forbidden Planet, nasty like Janet
I'm intergalatic planetary, goddammit!
Yo engage, he's headed for the ship!
Buck 'em down! Space Tech Banana Clip
Without haste, yo, P laid him to waste
And we didn't get in trouble
Cause there ain't no pigs in space, Zoinks!
Army bombers ready enemy
Get ready for a surprise!
We punked Elliot for his BMX
And hit ET on his two-way and
Told him he was next
Nah, that's a Speak-N-Spell hooked
To a Technic
That's why I'm High Commander
And you're the tech-geek
Keep it movin' like Starlight Express
Good God, he's headed for the escape pod
"They're gettin' away to Babylon Five!"
Nah stupid, I said "Babbletron Live"
He was out, bang-zoom, straight to the moon
I got a cheese sandwich and
Got young like Cocoon
Lost in Space, searching for inner peace
Lost in Innerspace, just to say the least
Roamin' galaxy, far, far in the East Coast
Peace out, Brak, and we're Space Ghost!